Kate Rusby - Bonny House of Airlie Lyrics
It fell on a day, a bonnie, bonnie day,When the corn, grew green and yellow,That there fell out, a great dispute,Between Argyll and AirlieArgyll he's raised up, five hundred men,Five hundred men, and many,He's led 'em down to the bonnie Dunkell,Made them shoot the bonnie house of AirlieA Lady was looking, over the castle walls,And oh, but she looks weary,And there she spied, the gret Argll,Come to plunder the bonnie house of AirlieCome down, the stairs, Lady he said,Come down and kiss me fairly,I'll not come down, nor kiss you she said,Though you won't leave, a standing stone at AirlieI have but one favour, to ask of thee Argyll,And I hope, that you will grant me fairly,Oh take me down to some dark, dowry town,Where I can't see, the plundering or AirlieHe's taken her by, her left shoulder,And oh, but she looks weary,He's led her up, to the top of the town,Made her watch, the plundering of AirlieOh fire on, fire on,